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[Continuation from daddy's mad]
⚠️ R-rated
❝What?❞ Wooyoung questioned not because he didn't hear San. But because it wasn't very unexpected. San looked so serious, which sent butterflies in the younger's stomach.
His voice was breathy; his hands gripped harshly onto Wooyoung's thigh. Then, placing his hand onto the back of Woyoung's head, the older yanked him forward so that San was practically kissing his ears.
He whispered again, ❝ride daddy.❞
The younger felt himself getting hard at the tone and words San used. Then, slowly, the smaller began to move. His eyes momentarily closed as he could feel every inch of San.
It felt so pleasurable under his ass; it was hard, long and big. The younger bite his lower lips to contain the moans, heavily breathing instead. It failed when San pulled and pushed his hips back and forth, fastening the pace.
To make Wooyoung even more turned one, San groaned right next to his ears in his deep husky tone.
❝Ah-❞ Wooyoung whimpered when San placed his hands onto the younger's ass, slapping it as well as groping it.
Not thinking it was enough, San decides to leave love marks on his boyfriend's neck. Wooyoung creases his forehead, his hands running through San's hair. Barely able to keep riding him.
❝Im taking over❞ San whispered after sucking onto his collar bones. Since the pleasure was too surreal, all Wooyoung could do was nod, but the older didn't like that.
He gripped tightly onto the boy's hips, using his strength to force the younger from grinding. This made Wooyoung whined, looking at San with pleading eyes.
San stroke his nape and said, ❝use your words darling❞ Wooyoung momentarily closed his eyes at the sensation he felt from the older's cold hand, glazing over his sensitive neck.
❝p-please take over daddy❞ that's was it. San couldn't hold back anymore, not when Wooyoung calls him that.
The way his tone sounded so seductive but innocent. It was driving him crazy.
He held onto Wooyoung's legs and lifted him from the coach. The younger let out a groan when San slammed him against the wall; Wooyoung instinctively wrapped his arms around the older's neck.
❝We're doing it with clothes on❞ he informed the younger.
Wooyoung whined, wanting to have it with him right there. So he placed his hands to caress San's face and plead to him ❝San, please, can't we make love already?❞
